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When "Teddy" Leads the Way. 



A POEM. 



BY THOMAS W. BROWNE. 



Copyright, J 903, 

BY THOMAS W. BROWNE, 
KALAMAZOO, MICH. 






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WHEN "TEDDY" LEADS THE WAY. 



Now let our hands and hearts unite 

To celebrate the day 
When up the hill at San Juan 

"Our Teddy" led the way. 

While Wood and Shafter and the rest 
Were brave and strong and true, 

And Wheeler, the Confederate chief, 
Won fame and glory, too. 

While both the boys in blue and gray, 
Who served within the ranks, 

For what they did in Cuba's cause 
Have earned the nation's thanks. 

While all beneath the stars and stripes 

On that eventful day 
Were heroes of the bravest type 

In that fierce and bloody fray. 

Yet somehow, 'mid the battle's din 
One form looms o'er the rest, 

Beloved by all his followers, 
The idol of the West. 

Amid the storm of shot and shell 
His men stood firm that day, 

They heeded not the Spanish guns 
When "Teddy" led the way. 

But not alone as warrior 

Should we his praises sing, 
He's a statesman and a patriot, 

Among men he is a king. 



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A king in all that's good and true 

In all a king should be, 

A genuine American 

In his love of liberty. 

He battles now on peaceful fields 

The people's rights to win, 
To place the curb of law upon 

The power of greed and sin. 

He has fought for civil service 
For observance of the law; — 

For honesty in public place 
He waged a righteous war. 

As Governor and President 
His record's clean and pure; — 

The politicians like him not 
His ways they can't endure. 

All those who seek with selfish hand 

The people to despoil; 
Who want the laws so made and framed 

To keep down honest toil. 

All those who claim the earth is theirs 

By heritage divine. 
Who believe the sun in heaven 

On them alone should shine. 

All these have shown their hatred 
Of the man who fills the place 

Once occupied by Washington, 
The noblest of his race. 

The place where once great Lincoln sat, 

Whose memory we revere, 
Whose friends were not the favored few 

But the people, ever near. 



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As Washington in 'seventy-six, 
The seed of freedom planted, 

And Lincoln at a later day 
To slaves their freedom granted. 

So Roosevelt in these days of ours 
From oppression's heavy hand 

Will wrest t-he sceptre of domain. 
And liberate our land. 

So Roosevelt will emancipate 
From misrule and from wrong 

The people who have suffered 
So patiently and long. 

They look to him to free them 
From the politician's sway, 

Who surely will be beaten 
When "Teddy" leads the way. 

Beloved by all the people, 

Who are bound to have their way, 
There's nothing can defeat him 

When "Teddy" leads the way. 

Another term for Roosevelt 
Is the burden of my lay, 

For no one can defeat him 
When "Teddy" leads the way. 



Note.— The above poem was read at the Lincoln 
Club banquet held in Kalamazoo, Michigan, on 
February 12, 1903, and was afterward published in 
the Kalamazoo Daily Telegraph. 



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